My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1959

His sparkly eyes and childish voice had me smitten.

When I looked at Hendrix's malicious face, I realized that even though his facial features were handsome, he most certainly was a playboy.

In comparison, his child, who was holding on to me, was perfect.

Thinking about this, I didn't bother about being elegant. I tried my best to break free from Hendrix. As soon as I got free, I squatted down and kissed Wynn on the face. "Wynn, you're the best!"

To rile Hendrix up, I deliberately kissed him loudly.

Then, I swaggered over to the bedroom.

Behind me, Wynn hadn't give up and continued standing on his tiptoes coquettishly towards Hendrix. "Daddy, I want you to hug me like Madam Reid did!"

Hendrix replied calmly, "Madam Reid?"

Wynn pouted. "Yeah! Madam Reid, hugs please!"

"Are you sure?" Hendrix said in a strange tone. "No hug."

A moment of silence passed, then Wynn understood and shouted, "It's Mommy!"

Hendrix picked him up. The entire corridor was filled with Wynn's cheerful shrieks.

As I listened to the father and son getting along, I couldn't help but smile. My heart was filled with an indescribable gentle feeling.

As I sat on the bed, I thought about the pile of documents from earlier and felt uneasy.

So, I called Freya.

Freya was surprised that I was looking for her. "Arianna!"

But having meltdowns because of love sounded greatly exaggerated. With Hendrix's vengeful character, wouldn't women be toyed to death by him?

Moreover, how could such a smart person be blind towards pretentious batches?

I was doubtful and asked sarcastically, "Well, maybe what you said is true. You might not know much about men. How could they not know if someone was deliberately approaching them?

They are probably enjoying the fun in secret!" "Pfft..." Freya laughed shamelessly.

"What are you laughing at? Was it something I said?"

"No." Freya restrained herself and joked. "After six whole years, you're really different from how you used to be. In the past, if I said that Hendrix didn't know how to restrain himself, you would have defended him no matter what."

"Huh? Arianna was that blind?" Realizing that I had said something wrong, I quickly corrected myself. "Was I so stupid before?"